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chapter 5

Touma examined the contents of his suitcase, more in particular the wardrobe he had brought with him, even though it wasn't like him to want to go out he had done so often. He knew, in theory at least, what people wore when they went out but that didn't help him now. When he went out in the past, it was with Shouh who had picked out his outfits and done his hair and makeup. With a heavy sigh he settled in an ansemble that he thought was the most similar to what he had seen others wearing during his previous nights out.
Fresh clothes in hand Touma went into the bathroom to shower. Touma's showers' were usually about an hour long with water hot enough to burn and irritate his sensitive skin, but todays shower was rushed lasting about fifteen minutes and colder water to motivate him to get in and out in a timely manner. He had spent more time than he had antisipated on picking out clothes and now he had to rush some of the other aspects of getting ready. As he blow dried his fluffy white locks he could hear Brian getting ready. Brian had showered earlier that day and he was less concerned with his outfit, leaving him not much to do. Touma noted that if Brian was getting ready he didn't have much time left. He began to work on the light makeup he usually wears when going out, letting his hair finish drying while he got ready to save time.
Ten minutes later Touma was staring at the mirror, wondering if he'd over done it. His friends back in Japan had been used to his eccentric sense of style, what if the people he'd meet tonight found his winged eyeliner too bold? What if they thought that it was weird for Touma to wear makeup at all? Touma resigned with a sigh, he didn't have time to fix it anyway, so he moved on to getting dressed. He carefully tugged his white tee-shirt over his head, not wanting to stain it with his makeup, and shimmed into his black skinny jeans; he completed the outfit by tossing on his black leather jacket.
"Are you ready to go?" Brian asked from the otherside of the bathroom door, causing Touma to jump and curse under his breath. His hair was still damp, and his bangs fell flat on his forehead.
"Does that mean it's time to go? Or can I take another five minutes?" Touma spoke up, loud enough for Brian to hear him through the door.
"Take your time," Brian told him, and Touma listened to the sound of Brian's retreating footsteps. Touma plugged in his straightening iron into one plug, turning it on, before pluging his blow dryer into another. He turned the blow dryer on high, wincing as the heat irritated his scalp.
Once his hair was dry Touma began to use his straightening iron to give his bangs a wavy effect, making them not so flat against his forehead. Touma took one last glance into the mirror, but couldn't shake the feeling that something was lacking. He sighed deeply and opened up snapchat, he took a full body photo and sent it to Shuoh, asking advice.
Gorgeous as always, darling, but don't you think those earrings I got you for you birthday would look perfect?
Shuoh's response thankful came quick. Touma mentally thanked Shuoh, but did not reply as he moved back into his bedroom to find the earrings. The left earring was a rose, connected to chain that attached to his upper ear, and the right was the same rose, but on the end of a dangling chain. Touma returned to the mirror, he had to admit Shuoh was never wrong when it came to fashion.
Does this mean you're done giving me the silent treatment?
Touma once again did not answer.